When I was walking at midnight
Near the quiet water
I drew silver into my hands
That the Moon had left there
And I made a ring from it
And when the Sun welcomes me
At the open field in the morning
I found wreath made of periwinkle
That had been unfinished yesterday
And I made a ring from it
Two rings are for you
Chose what is more lovely
Two rings are your smile
And your smile is my ruin
Two rings, night and day
Take them with you
If you want to find me
You should throw them in the morning adrift
adrift
The autumn brings again to us
В злотих кронах неба просинь – Bluish tint of sky through the golden tops of trees
The pouring down of strange colours around
And cellos of winds
may
Cause the forgotten melody
Two rings will remind you
Will remind, if you forget
If you don’t find and don’t fall in love
may